This foster child’s name was Mary Lucia Iovelli, and we have photographic documents of a woman who looks exactly like you, dear. A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. She had fled back to Florence quite intent on slitting the new bride’s throat. ” Lucy said softly. " Immediately he stepped back. ’ ‘Well, I do now,’ Lucilla said firmly, and turned back to Melusine. I pity her from the bottom of my heart. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. The girl who had just left the room was as great a mystery to him now as on the afternoon when he had met her in Piccadilly and taken her to tea.
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